Ⅱ - Intruder

WARNINGS!

= OOCs

= Wrong Grammars and Spellings

DISCLAIMER!

~ I DO NOT OWN KHR and OKH ~


"Talking"

'Thoughts'

Flashback / Previously


"As much as I don't want to admit it, I am no longer Xanxus but Eins, Tsunayoshi. The same goes for you, you are no longer Tsunayoshi the moment you are born in this life." Eins said, ignoring the glassy eyes in the infant's eyes. "You are Ilyas. Ilyas von Glanzreich, the second prince of Glanzreich family."


= 3rd Person's POV =

The second time Tsuna-Ilyas woke up after he fell asleep from getting his stomach full, he was in the arms of his current mother. Showering him as much love as she could and from time to time, having a one-sided conversation towards him. Even his grandmother and sometimes father joined in.

He wondered where Xanxus-Eins disappeared to.

He could only stare and coo-ed before he was offered milk and promptly fallen asleep halfway having his ...food.

The third time he woke up, he was in his crib.

Staring at the ceiling for a few seconds, he wondered if his meeting with Xanxus as his current life's older brother was just a dream. 'Why aren't there anyone here by the way?' He thought as he tried to roll to his stomach, which he promptly gave up when he realized both his hands and feet were not able to handle his weight yet.

As a result, he sulked in his crib before turning his head to the direction his head was able to and observed his room. 'It was full of toys' was what he concluded. Everywhere he turned, toys would be there, even above him.

'Hmm... What to do? What to do?' He thought blankly. 'Well, I just need to do what babies mostly do then. It's the only thing I can do here anyway...' He thought. So he cried.

The good news was that someone did immediate crack open the door and rushed towards him. But the bad news was the person approaching him didn't look like a maid, butler, nor any of the member of Granzreich family.

The person grinned sharply. "Why hello there, prince. I finally found you!" He exclaimed gleefully, immediately went and picked the panicked infant up.

'Are you kidding me? Please tell me this is just a security test!' Ilyas inwardly screeched as his kidnapper opened the window.

'He's going to escape through a window with a baby in his arms?' Ilyas blankly towards his kidnapper, which the man returned him a 'why is this kid staring at me like that?' look before shrugging.

Walking towards the balcony, "Second floor is high enough... I wonder if the famous Granzreich can fly..." The man grinned, arms stretched over the balcony, seeming ready to dropped the panicked infant.

Ilyas wailed when he felt himself being thrown into the air, which the gravity immediately took over, pulling the infant to the ground.

Ilyas was cursing his life using every single language he knew in his mind. That abruptly stopped when someone caught him in the air and a familiar sound, a gunshot was heard, a scream of pain immediately followed after.

Even though Ilyas was rescued from falling to the ground with a splat, the infant was still crying. The small hands carrying him juggled him, trying to calm the infant down. "Hey, you are saved now. You can stop crying now, brother," the voice said in a panic.

A tick could be seen on the boy's forehead when the infant refused to stop. "Be quiet, trash!" He shout-whispered towards the wailing infant.

That did stop the infant from crying as said infant turned to stare at the relieved boy's face. 'Nii-san?' Ilyas thought as his mouth babbled incoherent words.

Eins sighed. "Only been born for three days and you already brought trouble, brother." He said as he rolled his eyes, ignoring the infant's squeak and incoherent words of complaint.

Ilyas flailed in his complaint. 'I didn't bring anything! It's them who found me and won't leave me!' He complained inwardly before ended up with a pout and sulk in Eins arms due to him unable to make a clear speech yet.

Ilyas then turned his attention back when he recalled Eins was the one who caught him. If so, then who opened fire? What happened to his killer-wannabe? And more importantly, where are the adults?! The guards?!

Just as he thought that, heavy footsteps could be heard as they headed towards him and Eins ...and a silverette who appeared a few seconds later ...with a pair of training guns in his hands.

Eins blinked when he saw his brother stared at the silverette beside him. "Ilyas, this is Ernst from Rosenberg." He said as he turned his body for Ilyas to have a full view of Ernst.

Wavy shoulder-length silver hair with a pair of red eyes boy blinked at the sudden introduction before he smiled. "My name is Ernst Rosenberg. It is an honour to meet you, Prince Ilyas." He bowed and smiled again when the infant gave him an "Ewoo..." that sounds like a hello.

"He is so adorable. Are you sure he is your brother, Prince Eins?" Ernst grinned, teasing the scowling prince, who decided to ignore him.

"Prince Eins! Prince Ilyas! Sir Rosenberg!"

The two children stopped their tracks as the guards approached them. "Are you all unharmed?" One of the guards -the blond one- asked.

"We are fine. What happened to the intruder?" Eins asked as he narrowed his eyes. If they did their jobs properly, his brother wouldn't have been in the air falling to his death. He would have if it weren't for him and Ernst walking back to the castle from sneaking out for training.

"We have secure the intruder and put him in the prison cell. We are now waiting for the King's verdict." The guard said.

Eins stared at the guard with his stern eyes, effectively making the blond felt nervous on his feet. "Uuh... Prince?" He nervously asked.

"I never saw you before. Are you new?" Eins asked.

"Ah. Yes, I just started three days ago. My name is Louis Steiner, your highness." The man -short, cropped blond hair and a pair of blue eyes- bowed.

Eins gave the man a short hmm-ed before walking forward, followed by Ernst and the guards.


Both mother and son -Queen mother and the King- burst into tears the moment they saw the three children stepped into his office. Queen Granzreich herself, however, was still in her room, recovering from giving birth a few days ago, though that didn't stop her from being worried.

The two adults immediately rushed towards the three children and fussed over them, checking for any injuries, which thankfully there were none.

"We are unharmed, Queen mother, father," Eins said as he and Ilyas sweatdropped at the panicking adults. Ernst just softly chuckled at that.

The adults ignored Eins' 'dramatic adults' as the King took Ilyas from his eldest's arms. "Thank goodness all of you are unharmed." The man sighed as he smiled towards them.

Eins rolled his eyes. "That trash was too arrogant. That's why we are unharmed," he said with a huff, ignoring his father's sudden burst into tears again.

"Where have mine and Liliane's teachings gone wrong?" The man cried.

Eins paused his eye rolling when he saw the disapproving eyes he got from his grandmother. And a few seconds later... "...I apologize, your high... -a cried of "Call me father!" cut him off- father, Queen mother. I won't do it again...-" He muttered, ignoring a muffled laugh coming from Ernst. '-right in front of you that is...' was what he continued inwardly.

Victor -the King- sighed at his eldest's not-really-apologetic sentence and handed his second born to his mother -the Queen Mother-. His face immediately turned into a serious expression as he left the room. He didn't say anything to anyone in the room as he knew they understood what he was planning to do.

The intruder had a lot of explaining to do and a valid one too, else he might lose his life for attempting to take the life of a royalty, especially the kin of the King.

Queen Mother Maria then turned her attention towards her eldest grandson. "Did you sneak out of the castle again, young man?" She asked and Eins flinched at the stern expression on her face.

"...I am not, your highness..." Eins muttered out. Everyone in the vicinity knew that he was lying, even he himself doubt his own sentence. In his previous life as Xanxus of the Varia, he was never a good liar because everytime someone messed with him, he would shoot them, either that or he would snap at them so no lying involved.

But now...

Eins sighed. He wondered if flames existed in the current world and wondered if he could re-create his favourite trash-eliminator guns again.

"...I apologize, your highness..." He reluctantly apologized.

Queen Mother Maria sighed at that. "You may go back to your rooms, Eins, Ernst. I will be heading to the Queen's room and prevented her from tearing the room apart more than she should for worrying," she said and the three of them left the room.

Just as the Queen Mother said, Queen Granzreich did tear the room apart, well, part of it. The area around her bed was the one in a mess with maids and butlers dodging flying teacups and silverware while trying to calm the Queen down.

She finally calmed down when she saw the Queen Mother, her two babies and young Rosenberg at the door, staring blankly towards her.

"...A thousand apologies for these unsightful appearances, your highness..." The Queen muttered as she tried to muster a kind and beautiful smile.

She knew she failed to do so judging from the expressions from all the people around her.

Ilyas inwardly heaving a tired sigh. 'What a weird life I got into again...'


After a long questioning and interrogation towards the intruder, it turned out that the man was a blacklisted criminal that didn't possess the right mind as he had taken the lives of three adults, four teenagers and nine infants -Ilyas would be the tenth if Eins and Ernst didn't save him in time-.

He claimed that he wanted to see if humans were able to fly and produced fire because he once saw someone with long blond hair flew across the Kingdom with fire engulfing the flying man's hands. But when civilians kept falling to their deaths, he went after a child from a royalty.

The man was given a death sentence on spot.

Eins with Ilyas in his arms widened their eyes at the mentioned of flames when they eavesdropped the discussion -'well, it was their fault for not closing the door properly' was what Eins gleefully thought-. The adults would never be willing to let them hear what they were discussing, never mind the two of them were -supposedly- couldn't understand yet. Also, they were sure that they saw the King's eyes narrowed dangerously when the man himself mentioned a flying man with fire. They suspected that their current father had the knowledge of flames. That or he had met or saw this flying man or someone similar before.

Eins immediately distanced himself from the door when he heard soft footsteps slowly and carefully approaching the door -as if they knew someone was eavesdropping them-. Unlike Tsuna, the master of acting especially doing an act as if he was a saint with a humongous pool of patience, Xanxus was horrible at it. Eins knew he would get caught if he were to stay, so he promptly escaped from the area.

The door was ripped open when Eins turned hurriedly to the corner, revealing the King himself with a narrowed eyes as the man took one step outside the door and looked around. After another moment of looking around, he stepped back and closed the door, continuing the discussion that abruptly stopped.

Eins sighed heavily when he entered his room. "Sh*t... That was a close one..." He muttered, even Ilyas sighed at the thought of getting caught even though it would only be Eins who would be scolded and lectured for hours.

After finally calming his fast heartbeats, he turned to Ilyas. "Well, what do you know... Flames DO exists here..." He grinned sharply. He couldn't wait to see what flame he possessed, hopefully still Sky -Wrath-, Storm would be an OK, although not preferable, as long as he could destroy things easily, he's fine.

Ilyas sweatdropped at that feral grin his -now- blood related older brother was making. He could somehow make a guess at what the older one was thinking.

Chaos.

No, wait, that was Reborn's favourite.

Xanxus-Eins would be...

Destruction.

'If that really IS the case then... Nii-san will not be planning to aim for the throne...' Ilyas thought. '...But as an assassin instead...'


Sorry for the wait!

My motivation to type down is low truthfully, which was why I put this book and Royalty on Slow Update.

Sky's Truth, on the other hand, sadly to say, my motivation in that one dropped to zero.

But I am NOT ABANDONING it. I will get back to it sometime in the future.

Thank you for reading!

Ciao Ciao!